Chapter 465 - Translation

Chapter 465 The Brimgan Empire’s Major Treasure How many Major Treasures existed in Sumatra Continent? It was impossible to answer this question. Sumatra Chronicles introduced five of them, with each Major Treasure being accompanied by a Major Disaster. The Fourth Major Disaster was absolutely absurd due to the appearance of two Major Treasures—Pet and Seat of Transcendence. After entering this world, Virala discovered the existence of other Major Treasures. The Mammoth Clan had a Major Treasure that was controlled by the Mammoth Clan Chief. Raaha didn't fuse with the Major Treasure though and simply controlled it like an external object. The Mammoth Ancestor had made arrangements to use the Major Treasure's influence to create the Mammoth Treasury, a tower containing a six-storeyed world inside that was capable of housing countless Minor Treasures. Best of all, the Mammoth Treasury could be placed in the brain of the First Empyrean Tusk after transforming it into a biome. Only through its effects can a brain be transformed into a biome. As a result, the First Empyrean Tusk remained special and the strongest existence of its herd. It was also in this place where the Mammoth Elders lived and worked tirelessly for the Mammoth Clan's benefit, guiding the First Empyrean Tusk in the correct path. A Major Treasure was created when a cultivator with Gold Grade Strength or above failed to become a Transcendent. There was no guarantee of it happening since, the majority of the time, the cultivator gets vaporised completely, leaving nothing behind. The chances of a Minor Treasure forming were approximately one in a hundred. So, there were possibilities of there being a few Minor Treasures, especially in Human Kingdoms that had existed for a long enough time. Empires had several Minor Treasures. But getting a Major Treasure was just absurd. It was because the chances of its formation were only one in a thousand. That means someone with Gold Grade strength had to reach the 10-Life Stage and then attempt to reach the Transcendence Stage. One in a thousand attempts would result in the creation of a Major Treasure. But even in the Brimgan Empire, with everyone part of Royalty wielding Gold Grade strength, and living in a land blessed with an abundance of resources, it was hard to reach the 10-Life Stage. Not only do they have to be blessed with talent, but they have to persist in painstaking cultivation for more than a thousand years. The higher their cultivation in the Life Stage, the tougher it became to stack their bodies. Inconsequential differences in Human Avatars at the 2-Life Stage became life-and-death errors at the 8-Life Stage, becoming more and more pronounced at higher Stages. The Brimgan Empire had four people who had managed to reach the 10-Life Stage. They were Brandal Brimgan and his wife, and the previous generation Emperor and Empress who currently had taken positions as Grand Ministers. The previous generation Emperor and Empress were nearing the end of their lifespan and didn't have much combat strength, having begun to display signs of old age. Their sole goal was to prepare to break through to the Transcendence Stage or die trying. Death was more or less guaranteed. On the off chance they had tremendous luck, a portion of their body would survive and become a Major Treasure. Becoming a Transcendent had an even smaller chance than birthing a Major Treasure. The stronger one was, the greater the amount of Bolt of Transcendence they gathered, which increased the risk tremendously. Based on their records, there were at most two Brimgan Royals that had managed to become Transcendents. Even that was merely hearsay, as they were only able to communicate with one. And that Transcendent didn't bother answering anything other than some cordial responses once every few centuries. Sumatra Chronicles didn't say anything about the core workings of the Brimgan Empire, as the Mammoth Clan there only had 44 Empyrean Tusks, and didn't possess enough strength to force Brandal Brimgan into making a move. As a result, the core strength of the Brimgan Empire never took action in Sumatra Chronicles. The ones that fought the Mammoth Clan in the Second Major Disaster were the Royals, with only three people on the level of a Prince taking action. Resha only had a run-in with the Fentan City Lord, the strongest character he faced from the Brimgan Empire. Virala had fought against the Fentan City Lord and became confident that the latter wasn't a threat. Even though he was strong, he didn't have the means to kill Virala in his Empyrean Tusk form. This was why Virala was mostly focused on his fellow reincarnates, especially Inala, since the latter was the largest threat he would be facing. 'But, if the Brimgan Empire has a Major Treasure, then that changes everything.' Virala thought as Brandal Brimgan brought him towards the golden statue, 'It doesn't matter if they continue to torture me. I'll figure out a way to obtain this.' "Are you fine revealing such a secret to me?" Virala stared at Brandal Brimgan. "It's not like you can leave this place anyway." Brandal Brimgan shrugged casually and snapped his finger, generating a torrent of Prana that turned visible to the naked eye and approached the golden giant. The cavern reached a height of one kilometre, but was endlessly long, spanning at least two hundred kilometres. So, Virala was only able to have a clear look once he was brought close enough to see past the blinding radiance. It was a humanoid entity with a lean frame, skeletal in multiple locations. These skeletal locations appeared brittle as compared to the robust spots. Virala observed a dense fluctuation of power congregate in the skeletal areas, 'That's the Major Treasure's influence. It's building that body.' Once the Major Treasure finishes terraforming the region, the golden giant will be completed. But based on the rate of completion, it would take anywhere from twenty thousand to thirty thousand years before the golden giant is completed. Once that happens, this Major Treasure would unleash a pillar of light into the sky and draw in living beings from across a large portion of Sumatra Continent. Even the Major Treasure of Attribute would reveal itself a decade from now, considering it was resultant from the Brimgan Founder. So, even the limit of thirty thousand years was just Virala's estimate. The golden giant's head was its strangest part, sporting a ring in the place of its eyes. This ring seemed integrated into its head, barely protruding a little. It was littered with eye sockets. And hovering in them, acting as glowing eyeballs were Minor Treasures. But unlike in the Mammoth Treasury's case where the Minor Treasures unleashed pillars of light each, the light they emanated was absorbed into the eye socket and fuelled into the golden giant's head. Virala observed through the skeletal regions that these light beams flowed through the golden giant's body like nerves, congregating around the chest region into something resembling a heart. There, absorbing the energies from all Minor Treasures was the Major Treasure, the culprit creating such a strange phenomenon. Minor Treasures influenced living beings while Major Treasures influenced the surroundings. Somehow, the Major Treasure was able to harness the influences of these Minor Treasures and store it. "Now, let's go." Brandal Brimgan watched as his stream of Prana flowed into the golden giant's mouth that had opened up, creating an entrance. He leaped into it alongside Virala and fell through its food pipe to land in a biome that had formed in the stomach. "Argh!" Virala screamed in pain the moment his body touched the stomach walls, watching the beams of light surge in him and influence his body accordingly, causing streams of information to spew out of his mind in a tangible form. Brandal Brimgan took out a Rutham and watched the information flow into it naturally, 'Awesome!' He stared at Virala to comment casually, "This is why I didn't ask you anything. Since I don't need your cooperation." "Now, I'll learn all your secrets." !

**Chapitre 465 : Le Trésor Majeur de l’Empire Brimgan** Combien de Trésors Majeurs existaient sur le continent de Sumatra ? Nul ne pouvait le dire avec certitude. Les *Chroniques de Sumatra* en recensaient cinq, chacun associé à un Désastre Majeur. Le Quatrième Désastre était une aberration, marqué par l’émergence de deux Trésors Majeurs : le *Familier* et le *Siège de la Transcendance*. Après son arrivée dans ce monde, Virala avait découvert d’autres Trésors Majeurs. Le Clan des Mammouths en détenait un, sous le contrôle de son Chef. Raaha ne s’était pas fondu avec le Trésor, se contentant de le manipuler comme un artefact externe. L’Ancêtre des Mammouths avait conçu un dispositif pour exploiter son influence, donnant naissance au *Trésor des Mammouths* — une tour abritant un monde à six niveaux, capable d’accueillir une infinité de Trésors Mineurs. Le plus fascinant ? Ce Trésor pouvait être intégré au cerveau de la Première Défense Impériale après une transformation en biome. Seul son pouvoir rendait cette métamorphose possible. Ainsi, la Première Défense Impériale restait un être unique, le plus puissant de sa lignée. C’était aussi le refuge des Anciens des Mammouths, œuvrant sans relâche pour leur clan et guidant la Première Défense sur la voie de la sagesse. Un Trésor Majeur naissait lorsqu’un cultivateur de force Or échouait à atteindre la Transcendance. Rien n’était garanti : la plupart du temps, le cultivateur se consumait en cendres, sans laisser de trace. Les Trésors Mineurs, eux, apparaissaient une fois sur cent. On en trouvait donc quelques-uns, surtout dans les royaumes humains anciens. Les empires en possédaient plusieurs. Mais obtenir un Trésor Majeur tenait du miracle. Les chances ? Une sur mille. Pour y parvenir, un individu de force Or devait d’abord atteindre le 10ᵉ Stade de Vie avant de tenter la Transcendance. Une tentative sur mille créait un Trésor Majeur. Même dans l’Empire Brimgan, où la famille royale maîtrisait la force Or et disposait de ressources abondantes, atteindre le 10ᵉ Stade relevait de l’exploit. Il fallait un talent exceptionnel… et mille ans de cultivation éprouvante. Plus ils progressaient, plus la fusion des Avatars devenait périlleuse. Une infime différence au 2ᵉ Stade se muait en erreur fatale au 8ᵉ, puis s’amplifiait aux stades supérieurs. L’Empire comptait quatre êtres ayant atteint le 10ᵉ Stade : Brandal Brimgan, son épouse, ainsi que l’ancien empereur et l’impératrice, désormais Grands Ministres. Ces derniers, en fin de vie, montraient des signes de déclin. Leur ultime quête ? Percer vers la Transcendance… ou mourir en essayant. La mort était quasi certaine. Par un hasard inouï, une partie de leur corps pourrait survivre et devenir un Trésor Majeur. Devenir Transcendant était encore plus rare que d’enfanter un Trésor. Plus la puissance grandissait, plus les *Éclairs de Transcendance* se multipliaient, augmentant les risques. Selon leurs archives, seuls deux Brimgan y étaient parvenus. Et encore, c’étaient des rumeurs. Un seul répondait parfois, par de vagues politesses, une fois par siècle. Les *Chroniques de Sumatra* ignoraient les rouages de l’Empire Brimgan. Avec seulement 44 Défenses Impériales, le Clan des Mammouths ne pouvait forcer Brandal à agir. Sa puissance cachée resta donc inemployée. Lors du Deuxième Désastre, seuls des membres de la royauté affrontèrent le Clan des Mammouths — trois princes, dont le Seigneur de Fentan, l’adversaire le plus redoutable que Resha ait rencontré. Virala, lui, jugeait le Seigneur de Fentan inoffensif. Puissant, certes, mais incapable de le tuer sous forme de Défense Impériale. Il se méfiait bien plus de ses compagnons réincarnés, surtout d’Inala. *Mais si l’Empire possède un Trésor Majeur, tout change.* Virala réfléchissait, escorté par Brandal vers la statue dorée. *Peu importe les tortures. Je m’en emparerai.* « Vous n’avez aucun scrupule à me révéler ce secret ? » demanda-t-il en fixant Brandal. « De toute façon, tu ne quitteras pas ce lieu. » Brandal haussa les épaules, claqua des doigts. Un torrent de Prana devint visible, filant vers le géant doré. La caverne s’élevait à un kilomètre, mais s’étendait sur deux cents. Virala ne distingua le géant qu’en s’approchant, malgré l’éblouissement. Humanoïde, son corps était élancé, squelettique par endroits. Ces zones fragiles contrastaient avec les parties robustes. Virala remarqua une concentration de pouvoir dans les zones décharnées : *Le Trésor Majeur bâtit ce corps.* Une fois la terraformation achevée, le géant serait complet. Mais au rythme actuel, il faudrait vingt à trente mille ans. Alors, le Trésor projeterait une colonne de lumière, attirant des êtres de tout le continent. Même le Trésor Majeur d’Attribut se révélerait dans une décennie, héritage du Fondateur Brimgan. La limite de trente mille ans n’était qu’une estimation. La tête du géant était la plus étrange : un anneau remplaçait les yeux, parsemé de cavités où flottaient des Trésors Mineurs, tels des pupilles lumineuses. Contrairement au *Trésor des Mammouths*, ici, les rayons étaient absorbés par les orbites, canalisés vers la tête. À travers les zones squelettiques, Virala vit ces faisceaux converger en un réseau de « nerfs », formant un cœur dans la poitrine. Là, le Trésor Majeur absorbait l’énergie des Trésors Mineurs, exploitant leurs influences pour modeler l’environnement. « Allons-y. » Brandal observa son Prana s’engouffrer dans la bouche du géant, créant une entrée. Ils sautèrent, descendant l’œsophage jusqu’à un biome stomacal. « Aaaah ! » Virala hurla sous l’assaut de faisceaux lumineux, extrayant ses pensées sous forme tangible. Brandal sortit un *Rutham*, captant les données avec avidité. *Parfait !* D’un ton glacial, il lança : « Voilà pourquoi je ne t’ai rien demandé. Ta coopération est superflue. » « Désormais, tous tes secrets m’appartiennent. »